For All Your Days
by Nathaniel Lent
Genre: Adventure, Romance
Published: 2016-04-08 05:29:46
Updated: 2016-04-18 23:47:14
Packaged: 2016-04-27 22:01:05
Chapters : 4
Words : 12,599
Summary: It's been 2 years since RWBY left their legacy behind at
Beacon. 2 Years since Weiss assumed her position as the CEO of the
SDC. 2 years since Blake and Yang started their careers as
huntresses... and 2 years since their Little Red had gone
1 . Chapter 1
Weiss Schnee was annoyed.
The heiress, now CEO, had somewhat mellowed out since her days at
Beacon Academy, something that had come with growing up. Seldom did
she lose her temper over the small things that she had in the past,
and gone were the tantrums that had pervaded her everyday life. That
said, there were only a few people on Remnant who could dare to cross
the woman in this state, and even fewer who would willingly do
Standing up, the white-haired woman paced her office, letting out
small huffs all the while. Her office was comfortable, if
conservative. White carpet, white walls, wooden shelves, and a line
of windows that ran the length of the office formed the foundation. A
television laid across from the desk which housed several holographic
screens. Speaking of which, the cause of her frustrations could be
traced to the pile of documents currently on her desk; all of which
depicted blurry photos of a figure cloaked in black and red.
Ruby. Fucking. Rose.
The leader of her four years at Beacon had wedged herself into the
icy woman's heart with her insufferable cheerfulness and impossibly
endearing honesty. Four years of sleeping in the same room and
fighting life and death battles had left a trust in the red and white
partners that few could ever replicate. It was also for this reason
that Weiss was currently so irate.
Ruby was, in short, missing. Missing for the past 2 years now. As
soon as their team of 4 had graduated from Beacon, the youngest and
ironically, most skilled, member of their team had left on a
long-term mission with her uncle. Now, this had all been well and
good, with the two keeping in constant contact, if sometimes looking
slightly worse for wear. The problem came when Qrow had returned
after 2 months, and his niece was still nowhere to be found.
The only reason that the WBY portion of team RWBY hadn't immediately
upended the world in an attempt to find their leader was the word of
the only person who had seen Ruby before her sudden disappearance,
her uncle Qrow. And as much as they were worried that their all too
trusting leader was in over her pretty little head, Qrow had, for
quite awhile now, been assuring them otherwise.
Of course, there was no way that the team had given up that easily.
Yang and Blake had been on a lookout for their leader wherever they
took a mission. To Vale, Atlas, Mistral, and Vacuo, they had gone
around the globe; and though you would think a girl with a giant
scythe, black-red hair, and a red cloak would be rather memorable,
there was no trace of the younger crimsonette. Their consolation at
least, was that they were at least out there looking, searching for
any sign of Ruby.
Weiss on the other hand, was denied even that, stuck in her own
office and saddled with the running of the Schnee Dust Company. While
the CEO position was something that she had been expected to do, it
had been on no uncertain terms that it would be the product of her
father's wishes. Though it had involved several compromises, namely
Weiss' agreement to deal with the suitors that her father wished her
to meet, the then young heiress had managed to have her father pass
control of the company to her. Of course, no small amount of support
from Winter had played a large part in their father's decision. No
matter how powerful the SDC was economically, even the gargantuan
dust monopoly had to pay some heed to the Atlesian military. Thusly,
Weiss now held authority over the largest economic power on
This, in turn, led to the young woman's current situation. Had it not
been for her position, Weiss would have long since been out the
proverbial door searching for her missing partner. Running a hand
through her hair as she slumped into the admittedly comfortable chair
that adorned her office, Weiss once again ran through the reports
that sat on her desk. Most of them were false leads or cold trails,
information that had already been looked through and deemed useless,
weeks or even months old images that came in by mail. It was an
arduous process, one that Weiss nevertheless continued.
Scouring the papers for any possible source of reliable information
concerning Ruby, Weiss almost didn't notice the quiet knock that
signaled someone's presence on the other side of the door.
At this time? It could only be one person.
"The door isn't locked, come in." she called out. The door slowly
opened to reveal another young woman, slightly older than Weiss, that
seemed to be a mirror image in all but the strict military discipline
that had been instilled in her.
Giving a faint smile, Weiss greeted the visitor with nary a second
thought. "Specialist Winter Schnee, to what do I owe this pleasure?"
Though there was no need to be so formal with her sister, Weiss
always found it comforting to find something so small to indulge the
older woman with the formality that the latter was always so fond
"Well Miss Schnee, I didn't realize that I needed an excuse to visit
my own sister." Responding in kind with her own slight smirk. Winter
caught on quickly.
"Oh of course, I'm only too happy to see you here." She gestured to
the chair across from her. "Why not take a seat? There's coffee or
tea if you wouldn't mind waiting a few minutes." Weiss needed a break
from her endless search that only seemed to bring up more questions
instead of answers.
Unfortunately, it seemed as if Winter had other plans. Though she did
take a seat, the previously amicable expression turned into one that
she wore when in meetings, something that had Weiss adopt a similar
"Unfortunately, our time for formalities is at an end Weiss." Though
it was a minute detail, Weiss gave a small cheer inside of her at the
sound of her sister addressing her by name. For years it had simply
been, "sister." There was little time to dwell on this
"What happened? An attack? White Fang activity is at an all time low
Winter." Assumptions make a fool out of you and me. Weiss knew this
well enough; but when Winter Schnee came to you with what she clearly
regarded as a serious issue, it was best to be safe rather than
"Luckily no, there hasn't been any trouble for a month now, best that
it stays that way." Winter produced a single folded up sheet of paper
from her breast pocket and handed it to Weiss. "What I have is,
fortunately, of a much more positive subject, though just as
serious . "
Unfolding the sheet slowly, Weiss stared at the sheet in front of
her, eyes scanning for anything that might have brought her sister
rushing to her office. For all intents and purposes, it seemed to
"Though I'm not saying it's unimportant Winter, why do you need me to
read the reports of a Grimm attack in Atlas?" The paper in her hand
depicted a recent altercation between a pack of Beowolves and a small
squad of hunters-in-training . Though the squad showed some signs of
potential in being able to handle the situation, it was at most,
something for the proper academy to look into. All in all, Weiss gave
her sister a confused look.
Winter's response was a short as it was clear as she rotated her
finger in a small circle. "The backside Weiss." She
"A-Aha€ | " A small splash of color reaching her otherwise pale face,
Weiss turned the paper over. Another attack encountered by the same
squad. This time however, it was by a much more lethal horde of
Grimm. The attack seemed to include several Ursa making an
appearance. Hell, the report even mentioned sightings of several
Death Stalkers and a King Tajitsu.
Weiss' blood ran cold. That sort of conflict wasn't something that
students could handle, no matter how talented they were. It would
have taken, at the very least, a pair, or even a trio, of trained
hunters and huntresses to subdue the horde safely.
"Keep reading Weiss. It isn't what you think." Winter, already aware
of her sister's personality, spoke in advance. While she was cold,
Weiss was always aware of the value of lives; otherwise, she wouldn't
have spent so much of her time and energy trying to better the lives
of the Faunus . Though, part of that may have had to do with Blake
Belladonna pushing the motions for peaceful protest in concert with
Not speaking, Weiss continued on with reading. The Grimm had gotten
exceedingly close to the town at which the students were staying at
before another individual, presumably hunter, had gotten involved.
The next portion had Weiss standing up while she read out
"_The Grimm had gotten within 100 yards of the town entrance before a
person came to our aid. Though they did not identify themselves, this
person, whom I can only assume to be a hunter, swept in at an
exceedingly fast pace before tearing into the line of Grimm.
At this point, Weiss could only appreciate the fact that she wasn't
yelling the words as her mind read faster than her mouth could
"_The, 'red blur' if I may name the individual as such, had quickly
wiped out the small fry by the time we had regrouped and headed out
to check the situation from a closer distance. Even then, the
combatant was already in the process of beheading the King Tajitsu
with a large scythe before we finally made it .
A scythe, an honest to god scythe in battle. There were only two
people in Remnant that used a scythe with that much skill, and one of
them was perfectly comfortable at home in Patch.
"_Whoever they were, this combatant was exceedingly quick in a fight;
even from our vantage point above the battlefield, we could only
catch glimpses of them flitting towards each of the Grimm. The Death
Stalkers, which were the only Grimm left, proceeded to seemingly
explode as the figure approached each of them. Though we attempted to
make contact with the individual as the combat ended, they
immediately departed the scene, though not without, strangely enough,
giving us a signal that we learned was for, 'all clear.' As much as
we could make out, they were wearing a thick black cloak that
obscured our view of their face, though there were reddish-black
folds of cloth from what seemed to be a skirt that came from their
feet. Otherwise, their appearance was concealed. -Team CRKL, Leader:
Weiss' eyes were wide as she spoke the final words. The silence that
followed was deafening; no words were needed to address the elephant
in the room. Eventually though. Winter broke the silence.
"Weiss, we have no confirmation of whether or not it truly is Ruby
Rose. For all we know it could be another individual. The knowledge
we hold is not the end all be all of the world. You could be going on
a wild goose chase."
Weiss gave her a hard look. "It doesn't matter Winter. If it's
possible that Ruby is out there, I have to go." It was just another
thing that had changed since her school years. Weiss was no longer
the unconfident individual that was all bravado without any
"Why not just ask her sister and Miss Belladonna to investigate?"
Winter tried to reason with Weiss.
"They're in Vacuo for another week. By the time they return. Ruby
could be long gone; that's a risk that I'm not going to take." It had
been two years damn it, and Weiss would sooner return the company to
her father than give up the chance to find Ruby.
Winter however, clearly saw differently, shaking her head as she
spoke. "Weissa€| sister, I can go. Can't you trust me?"
Up until now, nothing had swayed Weiss' resolve as much as this.
Trust. Something that was hard to come by from the frosty young
woman. Winter was one of the first who had ever earned it, even
before her team at Beacon. Her elder sister had been one of Weiss'
only confidantes in the entire Schnee household, with the rest of her
relatives being some of the more poisonous snakes in the industry
Still, Weiss shook her head in refusal. "I can't Winter. You know
that I trust youa€ | but I can't give up on this." Looking down at her
feet, the younger woman spoke in a remorseful tone. She didn't know
why, it justa€ | felt like Ruby wouldn't be there if anybody went
"I have to go WinteraC | because it's Ruby." She thought for a moment
before adding on. "Because she's my partner."
Winter stared at her sister. In the many years that she had known her
sister. Winter had rarely seen Weiss so adamant about a
"You don't understand Weiss, the terrain out there is harsh and the
amount of Grimm high. The only reason we had a team of students out
there in the first place was for that very reason. Youa€| you
haven ' ta€ | "
Winter's reluctance to continue was noted by Weiss; it was something
that she had expected. Running the SDC left little time for combat
practice; indeed, it left little time for anything that wasn't
handing out orders or reviewing the numerous reports that made their
way to her desk every day. While Weiss may have been talented, talent
could only take you so far after months of not actually using it.
"I am a trained huntress. There is no reason that I shouldn't be able
to venture out on my own." A steely glint flashed in bright blue eyes
as Weiss spoke; the sign of no compromise was clear to Winter.
"If you must, then so be it." Winter relented. "But keep in contact.
You don't know what might be out there." Her formal facade slipping
at the thought of Weiss encountering mortal danger. Winter finally
let some of her concern as an elder sister show.
"I know Winter." Weiss gave a weak smile. "Could you tell Blake and
Yang about this? They aren't scheduled to get in contact until
tomorrow evening and by thena€ | "
Winter waved away Weiss' concerns. "I'll receive them personally and
explain the situation." She left the rest unsaid. What happens after
the pair heard that their other teammate had gone to find their
leader without thema€ | that was out of her hands.
"Thank you." Stepping forward, Weiss met Winter in an embrace, the
two taking comfort in family. Separating a few moments later, Weiss
shut down the displays on her desk, gathering up the documents and
placing them in a locked drawer.
The SDC building went dark as the sisters exited into the parking
lot; Winter entering a small black convertible while Weiss climbed
into the driver's seat of an admittedly gaudy looking white sports
sedan. A brief wave goodbye later, and the two were gone.
The drive back to her apartment was tortuous for Weiss despite
driving usually being a sort of solace for the young woman. A feeling
of freedom and speed, something that let her finally relate to her
leader that moved much too quickly for her own good.
The lights of Atlas winked at her through the windshield, something
that on any other night, she would have admired. Her hands gripped
the steering wheel tightly as she went over the speed limit,
something she rarely did. And yet, it felt as if she couldn't get
back fast enough despite knowing that she wouldn't be leaving until
Almost robotic in her actions, all Weiss could think about as she
took the elevator to her apartment and opened the door was the sheet
of paper that Winter had handed her. A small town on the fringes of
Atlas, it was a wonder that the town still stood given all the
factors that ran against it.
Weiss opened up her closet, pulling out a small pack that she had
been using for the small amount of missions that she had taken over
the years. She quickly filled it with the essentials: food, water,
and the like. Laying out a pair of clothes for tomorrow, Weiss
proceeded to the bathroom.
A pristine sight greeted her as always. The room was spacious, but
not overly so, with tan tiles lining the floor and one sink with a
mirror over it. A shower was placed in the corner of the room, lined
with textured glass to obscure the view of the person inside. Of
course, the largest feature that took the predominant amount of space
was a large bathtub that was set along the wall; seldom however, did
Weiss utilize the piece.
Weiss stripped off her business suit and stepped into the shower,
letting out a sigh of relief as the hot water descended on her. Weiss
both loved and hated taking showers. For one, they allowed her to
relax, to forget the stresses of the day and revel in the simple
comfort that was afforded to her. On the other hand, it also led to
times like this, where she would be left completely alone with her
Dare she hope? That after two years without a peep, that they finally
had a solid lead? That Ruby may just be around the corner? The
thought was almost too good to be true and yeta€ i Weiss' heartbeat
sped up just at the thought. Her imagination drew up images of Ruby
Rose in her trademark red cloak. Crescent Rose in one hand and the
other waving at her like aa€ dolt. Despite the impossibility of it
all, Weissa€| wanted to believe.
As she laid in bed, dressed in her nightgown, these thoughts and more
swept through Weiss' thoughts.
'_Rubya€| wait for me. '_
2 . Chapter 2
Chapter 2 :
Though she had used to despise waking up early in the morning, Weiss
has quickly learned to adapt at Beacon. After all, preserving her
hearing was something that she prioritized, especially when faced
with the ungodly sound of Ruby's whistle. Team RWBY ' s leader had
always seemed to be able to find the accursed object, no matter how
many times Blake had hid it away.
Weiss' habit of waking up at the crack of dawn hadn't dulled over the
years. If anything, it had only become more pronounced with the need
to be punctual when running a business. The cold climate of Atlas had
certainly helped with waking up in the morning, something that the
CEO could now appreciate as she shivered in her thin
Grabbing the pair of clothes that she had prepared the night before,
Weiss quickly changed into a white blouse that went underneath a
similarly colored knee-length jacket that was adorned with the Schnee
family crest on the breast. The skirt that she had been so fond of as
a student had been lengthened to reach below her knees, a light trim
lining the bottom of it. The heels however, had quickly become
something of a burden, especially when she would be wearing them for
days that sometimes went for well over the typical 8 hour working
day. Instead Weiss had exchanged them for a comfortable pair of boots
that perhaps halfway up to her knees.
A small necklace also adorned the young woman's neck. The small piece
of jewelry had been a gift from Ruby to her teammates at their
graduation; at first, the elder girls had been skeptical of their
young leader's ability to make such a thing, believing it to be some
sort of elaborate prank. When they saw the single ornament on the
otherwise simple chain however, they quickly changed their minds.
Sealed within a layer of glass was a single rose petal, one that the
three had become all too familiar with over the years.
'_It'll remind you of me! '_
Ruby's words echoed even now.
Shaking her head and ridding herself of such thoughts, Weiss grabbed
what seemed to be a small cylinder from the table before snapping it
to the belt that secured her skirt. Double checking everything, the
young woman made her way out the door.
It was time to begin the search.
'_With any luck. I'll have Ruby back here by the end of next
She didn't really believe it. With team RWBY, nothing was ever that
" YAAAAHOOOOOO ! "
An elated yell filled the air as two figures appeared in the air
above the blazing sands of Vacuo. Both were wearing heavy shawls in
an effort to stop the fierce sun from burning their skin; a common
practice among the residents of the desert nation. Several more
distinct bangs filled the air as one of the two soared even further
ahead, each burst in altitude accompanied by another projectile that
flew from their fist.
The image of happiness however, was quickly shattered by the
appearance of 3 Death Stalkers appearing from behind the sand dunes,
only to meet the concussive explosions from each of the projectiles.
Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to stop them in their tracks as the
two people fell from the sky. Converging on the figure that had fired
the projectiles, the 3 Death Stalkers swung a claw down, a massive
amount of dust and debris flying up to accompany the impact.
"Yang!" The pieces of cloth on his head blown off by the winds. Sun
Wukong's fierce blond hair made an appearance in the sweltering
desert. Though many would have mistaken his outburst to be one of
panic and concern for his teammate, they would have been
"Yeah don't worry Monkey Boy, just havin' some fun on the way!" Yang
Xiao Long was currently standing underneath the claws of the Death
Stalkers, though perhaps _in between _ would have been a better
The blonde's hair draped down to her waist, glinting in the sun like
a jewel which, given its owner's disposition towards it, it might as
well have been. With the various cloths flung away in the flurry of
movement, it was easy to see that the work of a Huntress had done
wonders for the young woman's appearance.
The brown leather jacket stayed around her shoulders, though a belt
of ammunition now now hung around each cuff. Instead of merely
wrapping around her neck now, Yang's scarf draped down to around her
midriff, the brawler's emblem proudly stitched upon it. Her stomach
was now covered by the black shirt she wore underneath the jacket.
Yang's penchant for short-shorts hadn't changed, and neither had the
preference to wear a belt that had more pockets than her jacket. She
had however, changed out her boots for ones that were heeled and
traveled up to her thighs. All in all, it was almost enough to
distract most from the three deadly Grimm that were intent on
"Just don't take too long, we have to make it to Vacuo ' s capital by
today." A small chuckle worked it's way up the monkey faunus ' throat
as he watched his friend of many years play with some of the most
deadly monsters on Remnant like a dog might with a chew toy. Any
remaining concerns that he may have had about his companion getting
careless were blown away as Yang's fist made a devastating impact
with the tender bottom of a Death Stalker's body.
"Hell yeah!" Anyone not used to the sight would have had eyes popping
out of their head as the massive creature of Grimm achieved lift off,
flying several feet off the ground before crashing down once
"You have no idea how good that feels after walking for two days
straight!" Yang's personality hadn't dulled much over the years; if
anything, the blonde bombshell had just gotten more _explosive_ if
she was to say so herself. The two Death Stalkers seemed to share
this opinion as they ceased aggressively advancing towards the young
huntress, instead choosing to glare menacingly at her as if she would
run away .
What Yang had just displayed was the textbook method of fighting a
Death Stalker. Avoid direct conflict when possible and allow it to
attack; long staggering blows will allow you openings to take
advantage of. When striking, aim for the soft underbelly where armor
is absent in order to deal the most possible damage. Take care to
avoid the stinger that contains deadly venom.
But who was Yang Xiao Long?
A confident smirk was on her face as she completely ignored standard
protocol. Like Yang had proclaimed earlier. Sun and his wild (even by
his standards) companion had been doing nothing but travel for the
past few days in order to reach the capital of Vacuo, where they
would catch the next airlift back to Vale.
Standard? Safety? You may as well have asked for a monsoon to hit
With Yang dashing forward, flames licked the ends of Ember Celica as
their wielder brought them up.
"YAH ! "
With a loud crunch. Sun greeted a sight that would've had most
hunters and huntresses wide-eyed surprise with a resigned sigh.
"Well, I guess that was a lot faster than waiting to counter."
Yang had swung her fist downwards like a sledgehammer, the strike
igniting in a brilliant flame as it came in contact with the Death
Stalker's rock hard shella€| that would be blown apart as easily as
tissue paper as Ember Celica descended. Screeching in an inhumane
expression of pain, the unlucky victim of Yang's strike staggered
back a few steps before collapsing, dead.
As for the remaining creature of GrimmaC j ? It didn't even get a
chance to attempt another strike before the dragon's wrath bore down
on it with the force that had so easily crushed its
"Alright, we're all cleaned up here monkey-boy, good to go." Yang
dusted off the sand that had ended up on her shoulders. Ember Celica
folding back up into the bracelets that rested on Yang's wrists.
Sun gave a thumbs up as he put the shawls back on his head: getting a
few moments of fresh air was nice, a sunburn along the length of his
neck and face? Not nearly as much. Looking back to the map displayed
on his scroll, the faunus figured about two more hours until they
made it to the capital. Once thereaC i his attention was diverted by a
notification on the digital screen.
"Hey, you in the mood for a drink once we get back?" Sun, along with
Neptune, had become something of a drinking buddy with Yang since
they had graduated Beacon. It made sense in a way, since neither of
Yang's teammates shared the blonde's inclinations to become
Still, Yang gave him a questioning look. "I thought we were in a rush
so that we could get back in time for our flight."
The monkey faunus at least had the sense to look sheepish as he
rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah about thataC i " he held his scroll
up in his hands. "I just checked the flight schedules. Looks like
they're not taking off until tomorrow because of sandstorms that'll
be coming in the area soon. So we still gotta hurry back, just not
for the same reasons."
Yang let out a frustrated sigh before resigning herself to throwing
on the shawls that had been blown away during the fight.
"Hey Suna€ | "
"What is it?" Taking a look back towards Yang, Sun Wukong could only
try to not panic as he noticed the mischievous grin on his
companion's face. The sound of Ember Celica deploying should have
been his first warning.
"There is a faster way back instead of walking you know." Rounds slid
into place, a very audible clicking noise notifying Sun of his
impending doom. He was all for fun, but thisa€|?
"I don't know about-"
It was too late. Yang had, in a flash, hooked the faunus by the neck
while running off the nearest sand dune, firing Ember Celica all the
"-THIIIISSSSS ! "
"TOO LATE SLOWPOKE!"
Shouts of panic and excitement were reported by the guards of Vacuo ' s
capital only half an hour later.
Quiet, just how she liked it.
Blake Belladonna gave a short glance over the novel she was
Correction, just how _they_ liked it.
Having finished their mission earlier in the day, the feline faunus
and her partner for this particular mission. Lie Ren, were taking
some time to kick back after the week's worth of hard work.
And so here they were, Blake with a book in hand and a cup of coffee
in front of her, Ren with only a cup of tea, seemingly just enjoying
the peace and quiet. A small smile came to her lips; had the two of
them been paired on a team at Beacon, Blake felt as if they would
have made a fairly good one.
Of all of team RWBY, Blake felt as if Weiss had probably been the one
most affected by the little red speedster's disappearance, though
Yang had come in at a close second. The sisters had been inseparable,
their rambunctious and noisy personalities serving to balance the
quiet and calm that their partners had brought to the table. Blake
still had Yang as her pocket of sunshine, Weissa€| was left in Atlas
with nobody. Sure, the occasional visit and greetings were exchanged,
but it truly wasn't the same as having someone there to look out for
"Blake." Said woman flicked her head up, realizing that she had been
somewhat zoning out over her thoughts. Inquisitive pink eyes peered
at her own, a mixture of curiosity and concern that she quickly waved
"It's nothing serious Ren, just the same as always."
A rare expression of sadness found it's way onto the martial artist's
face. "Ruby?" The loss of team RWBY ' s leader hadn't just affected
their team, the ripples had made their way out to their friends as
well. Team JNPR had taken it especially hard, seeing as how the two
teams were nearly merged at the hip. Had there been 8 person teams
allowed, you wouldn't had known the difference.
Blake's eyes stared into her cup of coffee, the brown liquid offering
a distorted reflection of her face. "Since when has it been anything
"She's probably fine. We both know that Ruby is more than capable."
It was a sound argument. Given the fact that Ruby had been at the top
of her class in terms of combat capability at the end of their fourth
year at Beacon, she was in very secure hands: her own.
"That's about defending herself." The subtly implied meaning wasn't
lost on Ren.
"She had to learn how to get along on her own sometime, I'm sure she
manages in her own way." The uncertainty in his voice wasn't missed
"Ren, you know as well as I do that Ruby would rather spend the
entirety of the day polishing Crescent Rose instead of talking to
anyone . "
"You'reaC! " Ren couldn't lie through his teeth, "...probably right."
He responded to Blake's deadpan tone. They all knew about Ruby's
obsession, yes obsession, with her weapon. It had become something of
an urban legend among the first year students amusingly enough. The
disembodied voice whispering sweet nothings in the dead of night in
the machine room on weekends. In reality it was simply Ruby
maintaining her weapon following the leadership courses and homework
that had been assigned to all third year leaders and above.
"It's been two years Ren" Blake drained her cup before speaking
again. "Two years without a word of contact. No messages, no calls,
no nothing." Setting her book down, she ran a hand through her now
shoulder length hair. A white jacket went over her shoulders as a
black blouse went underneath it. Her partner's influence was
apparent, a scarf with Blake's emblem winding itself around the
f aunus ' neck .
"I know BlakeaC | I know. But her uncle was clear when he told us that
she was safe. Right now, it's all we can do to believe him." Ren had
never been one for large emotional displays, but that didn't mean
that he couldn't empathize with others. Ruby had been just as
precious to him as she had been to her other friends.
Blake stood up, taking her book with her. "Believe me, I want to
trust in Ruby's uncle as much as everyone else does. If she's safe
though, why doesn't she get in contact with any of us?" Blake's
distress was clear, the serene air that had surrounded the two of
them gone .
"What if she was forbidden by her uncle? She could be training." Ren
elaborated, it had always been his role on the team that had been so
excitable so calm everyone down. "You don't know what happened, so
you shouldn't assume the worst."
"I-I knowa€ | but it's just thata€ ! " Blake had always assumed the
worst case scenario. It had saved her hide on multiple occasions, be
it on during her early years with the White Fang, or in her years as
a huntress. Right now though, she wished that she could think
anything but what her instincts told her to.
"I understand, but you should know as well as I doa€ | " Ren finished
off his own tea. "That Ruby isn't someone to give up, at all."
Blake stared for a moment before replying.
_We'll definitely be able to stop them Blake, don't give up!_
_I'll always be around for you to talk to Blake, I'm your team leader
after all !__
'_Then where are you now Ruby?'_
"I know Ren, I know."
3 . Chapter 3
Chapter 3 :
It took a lot to make a Weiss Schnee even contemplate giving up, to
make any Schnee think about giving up really. And yet, the youngest
in the Schnee line was just about ready to call it a day, having
spent much of it hiking her way up the mountainside in order to reach
the town of Eins, the town which Team CRKL had stopped at for their
mission. Whereas the group of students had taken two days to scale
the distance, Weiss had made the trek in merely a few hours. Though
the hike itself hadn't been particularly treacherous, the various
Grimm that she had encountered had taken a toll on her
Speaking of which, a few more were now making themselves known from
the cliffs to Weiss' left. By her count, there were around ten Grimm
that stood packed together luckily, none of them were especially
dangerous. Though the common Beowolves and Ursai had long since
failed to be a threat to her, the terrain itself made this battle
treacherous. Combine that with Weiss' already failing stamina, and it
was enough to make the woman take this battle seriously.
Flicking the cylinder that she had packed into her hand, Weiss
quickly pressed a switch on the base that had the entire thing
expanding rapidly; first were the multiple, progressively thinner,
pieces that shot out only to be reigned in by Weiss' aura. Each piece
snapped together, the base of the cylinder forming a guard while a
thin segment that had remained in Weiss' hand became *the hilt. The
blade itself was white, a carbon copy of Myrtenaster right down to
the length and width. The guard however, had changed significantly.
Gone were the cycling dust chambers, the weapon itself now imbued
with the power of Nature's Wrath through the engravings on the guard
Into Team RWBY ' s later years at Beacon, Weiss had quickly learned
that carrying copious amounts of highly volatile dust was not an
option on most missions. Given that the then heiress' fighting style
depended largely on her dustcraft, changes had to be made; the result
was a complete reconstruction of her beloved weapon with copious
amounts of help from Ruby. It had taken quite a while to build, and
even longer for Weiss to get used to the now extremely light weapon,
but in the end, the benefits far outweighed any losses.
As much as Weiss wanted to stop to admire the craftsmanship of her
weapon, the roaring of the Ursai quickly prompted a pristine white
glyph to form underneath her. Being propelled at a velocity that
would have otherwise been impossible for her, Weiss quickly slowed as
she reached the apex of her leap. A flare of red light lit up the sky
as the figure in the air descended; flames burst onto the Grimm as
Weiss slammed into the ground. Several of the Beowolves were killed
almost instantly, even the Ursa were damaged by the fierce attack,
backing away from the epicenter of the blast.
Not wasting any time, Weiss' weapon flashed in the light of the fire
as it ran through one of the nearest Beowolves that hadn't been
destroyed by the fire. Metal met bone as Myrtenaster clashed against
the claws of an Ursa. Weiss' body quickly moved back, disengaging the
clash in order to regain her mobility. Another glyph formed behind
her as she was propelled forward at a breakneck pace, leaving a deep
slash on the Ursa, ending it's life. Though this wasn't a fight that
took a lot of energy, it had to be understood that Weiss had repeated
a similar scene many times today. Humans had a limit, and Weiss was
rapidly approaching hers; thus, it was with a breath of relief that
the white-haired woman ended the last of the creatures of
Letting out a huff as she returned Myrtenaster to its original state,
Weiss once again steeled herself as she fingered the necklace around
her neck, reminded of why she was here. Ignoring the growing fatigue,
she continued on with ragged steps.
'_I have to find her. I can't let Ruby think thata€ | _that _was all
our partnership was worth. '_ Pulling down the white beanie hat that
she had added to her outfit upon entering the snowy mountains, Weiss
recalled hera€ | less than superb exchange with Ruby when the latter
had first informed her team of her long-term mission with her
"_WEEIIIIIISSS ! " Said heiress braced herself, already prepared for
the impact that was no doubt coming for her. Several moments later,
as expected, an ecstatic Ruby Rose collided with her partner of four
years with nothing less than complete elation in her tone._
"_Can you believe it? We're graduates!" The exuberant redhead had her
arms thrown around Weiss neck in a hug from behind. "We're
_As much as she wanted to give Ruby a knock on the head before
scolding the girl, well, now more of a woman than anything else,
Weiss just couldn't find it in her heart to yell at the moment. Not
when the happiness in her partner's voice was so
_Instead, she opted to remind her of some realism. "Yes Ruby, we are.
We still have to make our way out there in the world you know."
Constructive criticism, yes, that was how their relationship had
always worked. _
_0f course, that didn't mean that the comment didn't elicit a slight
pout from Ruby. No matter how skilled of a huntress she was, it
seemed as if the girl would retain the same innocence that she always
had. "Don't be a spoilsport, today's our big day!" Knowing that the
white-haired woman in front of her would disagree. _
_Weiss gave an amused smile, already knowing where this conversation
would lead to. "And it's also the first day that we're professionals
instead of students Ruby." Seeing her partner play the part and
seemingly deflate, Weiss quickly followed up. "But I suppose it's
okay if we take today to celebrate.
_Ruby ' s grin was more or less a reflection of how everyone around her
felt at the moment; resplendent in their caps and gowns, excited for
their new future. _
"_Hey shrimps, we have to get going! Dad said he'd give us a ride!"
Weiss gave a scowl as the atmosphere was broken by the loudest, and
regrettably, tallest, member of their team, Yang Xiao Long. Standing
next to the blonde girl was her own partner, one whom Weiss had come
to appreciate as the only one who could reign in her fiery
counterpart, Blake Belladonna. _
"_Taiyang is waiting at the entrance, apparently we'll be heading to
Patch to celebrate." The feline faunus supplied an explanation with a
bemused smile. Having only grown more relaxed over the years, Blake
had managed to put her demons behind her, now focusing on the future,
instead of her past._
_They had started out as a team of four, hardly a team at that. A 15
year old teenager, a haughty heiress, an ex-terrorist, and a
hot-headed rebel. Yet somehow, the mismatched group of girls had
somehow managed to become an acclaimed team at the most prestigious
combat academy on Remnant. _
_Before Weiss could respond however. Ruby had already interjected.
"Alright girls, we've graduated. Our next mission is to celebrate!
The night will be filled with cookies!" Ruby's eyes almost glimmered
in anticipation of the sugary armageddon was no doubt due to occur
tonight, before she saw the rest of her team watching her. "A-And of
course other stuff too! Like- Likea€ |
_Seeing the three older girls in front of her stifling laughs. Ruby
stuck her tongue out in defiance. Having grown used to their leader's
behavior, the three simply followed her towards the entrance, ready
to spend a night out on the town. Hopefully without firing any
bullets this time._
_It was only later that Ruby and Weiss would have a chance to speak
to one another again, after the girls had already retired for the
night. The two sat next to one another in Ruby's room, Yang and Blake
having retired to the former's dwelling. _
"_What is it Ruby?" The heiress huffed, trying desperately to get a
wink of sleep on the inflatable mattress that she had packed in
"_Do youa€ | you know, think that we'll be able to stay partners?"
Seeing her partner turn over and give her an incredulous look. Ruby
quickly elaborated. "What I mean is, uha€ | do you think we'll still
do missions together?"_
_Weiss opened her moutha€ i and then closed it just as quickly. She
had been tempted to immediately reply with the most pragmatic answer
when she stopped herself. Somewhere deep down she discovered that
she, not so surprisingly, had the same question. _
. .Yes Ruby. I'll see to it that we can stay partners at least some
of the time." And damn anyone who was in the way of a Schnee driven
towards a goal._
_A slightly stunned look on her face. Ruby's expression soon morphed
into a chuckle. _
"_What?" Outraged at the fact that she was being laughed at, Weiss
immediately dared the room's other occupant to reply. _
"_Nothing Weiss." And after a slight delay. "But thank you, and I
promise too .
"_That ' s what I thought." An indignant huff followed, one that the
two were long used to. Yes, Weiss thought to herself, life was
"If only I had known what she was planninga€ i " Weiss gritted her
teeth in frustration, the wind now whipping against her face. What
had happened the next daya€ i would forever haunt Weiss'
'_Thena€| maybe I wouldn't have said what I did. '_
"_YOU'RE DOING WHAT?!" Ruby winced at the screech that had come from
her partner; she knew that it was optimistic to hope that Weiss would
take the news calmly, but she didn't think it would be this bad. Then
again, how could Ruby not have known? Otherwise, she wouldn't have
asked Weiss to come out with her to a little secluded patch of forest
before she broke the news to her partner ._
"_I-I'm heading out on a long-term mission with Uncle Qrow in a
"_And how long will you be gone?" The heiress' sharp eyes bore into
her own, demanding an answer. _
"_I'm not surea€ | " _
"_What do you mean you're not sure?!" Even through her yelling, Weiss
knew that she was being unreasonable. Hunters and huntresses rarely
had a set timetable on their missions, long-terms missions even more
so. At this moment in time though, she didn't particularly care. The
painful tightness in her chest reminded the pale woman only too
clearly of what her team had come to mean to her. She was well aware
that they would be separated when they finally went on missions; and
yet she had, for some reason, held it in her heart that Ruby at
least, her partner, would stick with her. They had promised. _
_The hurt that showed in Ruby's now gleaming silver eyes was only too
easy to read for Weiss. "I'm sorry Weissa€| buta€ | I can'ta€| " The
words were full of hesitancy, pleading, and most of all, desperation;
desperation for Weiss to understand^
_Unf ortunately , emotions were seldom reasonable. It gave Weiss some
kind of vindictive pleasure at seeing Ruby in such a state; to know
that with a her approval or denial. Ruby would hang on to her every
word. It lasted only for a moment before Weiss mentally recoiled,
appalled that she would sink that low._
"_And what if I come with you?" She still held on to the small hope
that she would be able to accompany Ruby. It wasn't a plea, it wasn't
a demand, just a hope._
_Dismay filled Ruby's face, something that made Weiss regret her
question. "It's just me and Uncle Qrowa€ | he told me from the
start . "
"_And since when have you known Ruby?" Weiss' throat was dry, her
words sounding hoarse as she spoke. The anger was back and burning i
her; the clenching of her heart was almost painful. _
Ruby mumbled while looking down at her feet._
"_Speak clearly." The sharp and, for the first time in years, malice
filled scolding came all too easily. _
"_A month." Ruby stood in place, unwilling to see the look on her
partner's face. _
_That would soon change as a short laugh tore itself free from Weiss
throat. Ruby's head whipping up to see what had happened. _
"_A month. An entire month..." Up until now, nothing had frightened
Ruby the way that her partner's voice now sounded. _
_No. Weiss wasn't supposed to sound like that!_
_Her eyes weren't supposed to look like that!_
"_Who else knew? Was it just me who didn't know? Blissfully unaware
like a fool?!"_
"_No ! No no no, Weiss please! It's not like that!" Her voice
cracking. Ruby tried to patch up the situation as best she
"_Then what is it?! Why didn't you tell me Ruby Rose? !
_The crimson haired girl's mouth open and closed, hands clasped
together and held up to her chest. She desperately wanted to speak,
but no words would come._
"_We ' re done." Ruby felt her stomach sink, whatever remained of the
celebration dinner last night now threatening to empty itself onto
the ground. _
"_Best Teammatea€ | That was silly wasn't it. Hunters and huntresses
go out on missions alone all the time."_
_No, this wasn't supposed to happen! Ruby wanted to scream. Weiss is
supposed to stay with me! After all, Weiss wasa€ i Weiss
wasa€ i _
"_But that wasn't the only empty promise I made was it?"__
"_Weiss! I'm sorry- I'll- I-" NO. Why did her voice work now! Why
couldn't she say what she wanted. _
_Recalling their promise last night, a wild panic surfaced in Ruby's
mind. More than anything, she didn't want to hear the words that
f ollowed ._
"_Goodbye, Ruby." Her tone was hollow- dead. "You're a huntress now,
_As if she had waited for it, Weiss began to move away, leaving her
red-cloaked leader to herself. _
"_Noa€ | Weiss pleaseaC i " The words were distorted. Ruby's voice
choked by her tears that were now streaming down her face. "Please
Weissa€| come back."_
_It was too late, the heiress already too far away to hear the weak
voice of the girl who had finally found it._
The worst had been when Qrow had returned after two months with no
Ruby in sight.
Weiss had been ready to admit to her wrongs, to beg her partner to
forgive her for the words that had spilled out from her mouth that
night. The guilt that she had caused anything but happiness to come
to that happy and innocent soul was enough to have her losing sleep.
She had nearly lost it when Qrow had said that his niece wouldn't be
returning any time soon.
_It ' s my fault. _
Clenching a fist around Myrtenaster once again, Weiss reaffirmed her
"It's my fault, so I'll bring that dolt back." The vow was spoken to
the empty air as Myrtenaster snapped open, ready to rend the pack of
Grimm that was standing in front of her. It was at least three times
as large as the one she had eliminated previously. The fact that it
was mainly made of Ursa only drove the difficulty up.
The next few moments were a blur of emotion and combat. Heat flared
around her as red dust exploded into brilliant flame; glyphs
propelling her back and forth among the pack. Just as she was about
to behead another Ursa, a bout of dizziness assaulted her senses. It
was only natural; Weiss had been fighting all day, climbing the
mountain without any sort of rest. The fact that she had slept
fitfully last night hadn't helped her stamina either, not withholding
the fact that she had always had the worst stamina out of Team
The moment was weakness was enough for an Ursa to slam a paw into her
side, sending her careening off on her side, rolling through the snow
as she eventually slowed. Searing pain ridding Weiss of her dizziness
quickly, she looked up only to find a Death Stalker staring her
_Noa€ | NO, I can't stop here. I have to find Ruby!_
And yet, her body wouldn't listen to her. Blood stained the white
jacket she was wearing, dripping on to the ground as it slid off the
pure white garment. Weiss could only watch as the tail of the Death
Stalker swept up, ready to pierce her body with its wickedly sharp
She closed her eyes, waiting for the blow to come, for her end to
finally come. She deserved it for what she did to Ruby. She waited
And waitedaC i
And waitedaC i
But the blow never came. Instead, a horrific screech of pain was what
finally made her eyes snap open. The figure in front of her was
unknown and yet, hauntingly familiar at the same time. It was clearly
them who had saved her, the stinger of the Death Stalker now sitting
in the snow, having been lopped off by aa€
"Ru . . . by ? "
. . . Scythe
A sad smile made itself known on the figure's face as they turned
around, the wind now blowing off the hood they had worn.
"Heya Weiss . . . : "
~k -k *
Well, this is the first time that I've written an author's note for
this story that I hope all my readers have been enjoying. I'd just
like to leave a few words of thanks for all those who have left a
review, favorited, or followed the story. Your support is greatly
Unfortunately, there is no secure update schedule for this story, as
it depends on my schedule and availability. It is guaranteed however,
that before a period of absence that will last longer than 2 weeks, I
will leave a notice in the chapter before said period.
Additionally, I will say this now, I have no intention of making this
story include Bumblebee as well. The reason being that I do not
believe myself competent enough to write a satisfying story for those
two at the moment. I hope that you will understand my decision.
Once again, thank you all for reading, and I hope you will follow
this story to it's conclusion.
4 . Chapter 4
Chapter 4 :
It was one of the rare days in Atlas where the air wasn't frigidly
cold. The fact that the country was in the extreme north had also led
to the constant exposure to sunlight. The pleasant combination was
not wasted on Yang Xiao Long, who was currently making her way to one
of the various cafes that lined the streets of the veritable
metropolis in order to meet with her longtime friend and partner,
The two had already decided to find one another after finding that
the end date for both of their missions coincided very conveniently.
They were also expecting a certain CEO to be there as well, though,
strangely enough, said person had not contacted either of
Easily sweeping the thought from her mind with work as the excuse,
Yang slipped into a smaller establishment on the side of the road
with an older sign that simple read "Cafe" above it. It certainly
wasn't as modern or "chic" as the other stores on the street, but it
certainly had many charms that other places weren't able to match.
Most importantly, it had the unique feature of offering private rooms
to parties who wished to reserve one. It was perfect for people who
wished to perhaps work on something quietly, or in this case, hold a
Letting the door close slowly behind her, Yang made her way up to the
counter where a middle-aged man, about 40 and some years old was
reading the paper. Glancing at her from over the edge of his paper,
the man folded up the object before shooting her a questioning
" ' souse me. Was wondering if there was a reservation for a Miss
Belladonna anywhere on there." She gestured to the computer monitor
that sat in front of him. "The name is Yang Xiao Long." She added.
Even as she spoke, the words "Miss Belladonna" in her voice sounded
strange to Yang's ears. At least the blonde knew where her more
"refined" teammate had acquired her mannerisms.
After a momentary glance, he answered as he handed her a key; all of
the rooms were locked for privacy purposes unless otherwise requested
by the patron. The only ways to get in, legally anyways, was to
either have your name on the list, or to have the other person let
you in themselves. "Miss Belladonna will be in the last room at the
end of the hallway. If you need anything feel free to ding us with
the pager that is inside the room."
Giving the man a nod, Yang departed for the previously indicated
room. Giving it a light knock to indicate her arrival, Yang inserted
the key into the doorknob and twisted. The room was of a medium size,
a clean cloth couch lining the wall for anyone to relax. A small
window was open to the side street that it looked out into, though it
could be just as easily obscured with the curtain that lined it.
Yang's attention however, was caught by the person who was sitting at
the single table in the room.
"Still got a thing for tuna after all these years huh Blake?" Her
tone filled with mirth, Yang stared at the feline faunus that was
furiously attempting to swallow what seemed to be a too-big-bite of a
Taking pity on the raven-haired woman, Yang closed the door with one
arm as the other handed her the glass of water that sat on the table.
After taking a panicked sip, Blake was finally able to respond.
"You could have waited for me to
woman a dirty look.
"Eh, but where's the fun in that
face told Blake exactly how much
that was sent her way.
"Please, don't tell me that your
open the doora€ | " She shot the other
kitty-cat!" The grin on the blonde's
Yang actually cared about the glare
humor has extended to rhymes now as
Taking her own seat next to Blake, Yang's smile never faltered. "Of
course not 'Miss Belladonna, ' what on earth would give you that idea?
Besides, I know you yearned for my puns day and night while I was
gone . "
"Of course Yang, whatever you say." Blake was, of course, unamused by
the display. Still, she appreciated the time she spent with her
teammates nevertheless. "Any word on if Weiss is on her way?"
Seeing the subject switch to the rapier expert in their team, Yang
responded with a negative. "Can't say I would know. I thought that
Ice Queen woulda gotten in touch with you if anything."
Blake shrugged, it wasn't uncommon for the shorter woman to be too
busy to meet with them, though she would always try her best. "Well,
that aside, how was your mission with Sun in Vacuo?"
"BoooringaC | A week of guiding a caravan through the desert, except
there was nothing going on anyways. I could feel the sand between my
boobs only a few hours in! It was amazing that I made it all the way
without dying of boredom!"
Secretly, Blake also found it amazing how Yang always managed to have
talk so shamelessly; then again, her partner had never been known for
her modesty, even back at Beacon.
"At least we got into a scuffle with some Death Stalkers on the way
back, managed to get some exercise that wasn't walking after doing
way too much of it." Yang finished her story while scratching her
head, looking for something on the menu. "Anyways, how was your
"It was the elimination of a pack of Grimm on the edges of Vale. Ren
and I were more than enough for a pack of that size. Not to mention
the biggest Grimm that we ran into was an Ursa."
Thinking back to the few days that she had extra at the end, Blake's
thoughts naturally went back to the conversation with Ren.
"Yanga€| did you get any news on your end?" The lilac eyes hardened;
there was no need for an explanation as to what Blake was
"No, still haven't heard anything." Her fist clenched in frustration.
Before Yang could potentially cause any damage to the table however,
a knock at the door sounded.
Trying her best to put a smile on her face, Yang stood up to open the
door, already suspecting she knew who it was.
"Hey Wei- Winter?" Standing there in her Atlas military uniform, was
It wasn't as if the Atlas Specialist had never met her sister's
teammates before; far from it in fact. There had been occasions where
various parts of team RWBY had cooperated with Winter Schnee for one
reason or another. It was simply that the latter had never deigned to
meet with them outside of working, save for a few occasions.
As efficient as always. Winter went straight to the point. "May I?"
She indicated the door, preferring not to wait until Yang's
impression of a fish ended naturally.
"O-Oh yeah, sorry." Stepping out of the way, Yang allowed the elder
Schnee sibling to walk into the room before closing the door again.
As the woman took a seat next to Blake's other side, the faunus was
already posing a question.
"Not that we aren't happy to see you, but what are you doing here?"
The relationship between Winter Schnee and the remaining members of
team RWBY had always been one of mutual respect, not of friends.
Being curious was only natural, if slightly prude.
As always however. Winter forwent the formalities and went straight
to the point. "My sister has left a message for you both."
That got the attention of both girls. What kind of situation had
Weiss gotten herself into that she couldn't get in contact with the
two of them herself?
"You will understand better if you read this." She handed the same
document she had to Weiss two nights ago to the two huntresses. The
information was classified, but only to a basic level; hunters and
huntresses were certainly entitled to it.
As she noticed the two of them approaching the end of the report,
their eyes growing wider with each line they read. Winter finally
"Weiss left two days ago to investigate this lead. She was unable to
tell you due the fact that the two of you were away and without
access to the CCT . I informed her that it was foolish to go alone,
but she was insistent in doing so."
Winter waited for the reaction thats she knew was cominga€ i and was
surprised when it didn't. Instead of immediately exploding and
charging out the door as many would have expected, Yang only sent a
concerned look at Blake.
"They should be okay Yang." Blake recalled the words that Ren had
spoken to her only a few days ago. "Weiss is strong. Ruby
too . "
Winter was puzzled to say the least. "I would have thought that the
two of you would be the first ones to pursue my sister in her search
for your missing teammate."
"Well ya seea€ ! " Yang scratched the back of her head in a sheepish
manner, knowing that she was the main cause for this expectation. "We
trust Weiss." The lilac eyes opened from their previously closed
state. "Ice Queen might be pricklier than the cactus I almost stabbed
myself on in Vacuo last week, but she's also a part of Team
RWBY . "
Winter was floored to say the least.
"Not to mention." Blake added on. "You said Weiss left two days ago
right? With that kind of lead, we wouldn't be able to catch up before
she was already on her way back considering where she was
headed . "
The small smile on Winter's face would've been nearly unnoticeable
unless someone was watching her specifically.
It seemed as if Weiss wasn't the awkward little girl anymore. After
all, she had made some very good friends.
Weiss' eyes were as wide as she could manage in her dazed state. The
previously fiery pain that had been tearing its way through her
nerves was now little more than a dull throb in her side, her shock
doing a better job of relieving her pain than the most expensive
"Rubya€ | " The name came out as a breath, her burning lungs screaming
at her for air, but her brain too taken with the scene in front of
her. Perhaps Weiss hadn't expect it, but in reality, it only made
sense that Ruby would have changed the most out of all of them; the
girl had been 15 when she entered Beacon. Six years later and the
young woman had done more than simply grow taller; at the prime of
her life. Ruby wasa€ beautiful.
Gone was the baby fat that had still remained on her face, a sleek
paleness remaining despite how much of her time was spent outdoors.
Her previously short hair was now let down, the crimson tips now
reaching beyond the woman's shoulders, a small hair ornament in the
shape of her namesake adorning it. The rest of Ruby's attire had
clearly been adjusted for combat; the red cloak now only hung on one
shoulder, trailing down her back until it reached the her waist.
A black wool sweater hugged her figure, and opening on the lower back
showing a large scar that Weiss was certain had not been there
before. Long dark maroon pants were worn underneath something akin to
a sarong. The pitch-black cloth was trimmed in the dark red that had
come to be expected of Ruby, with small silver trinkets in the shape
of crosses being sown into the edge as well.
One moment was Weiss almost drinking in the sight of her
'_If I can even call her that anymorea€ | '_
Then Ruby, quite literally, vanished.
Whatever words you wanted to use, the redhead was gone, a deafening
silence left in her place. It was only broken moments later by the
sound of something falling to the ground; the sight that complimented
this left Weiss wondering if she was still dizzy from the hit.
As if by magic, the Death Stalker that had been previously
threatening her life, laid neatly bisected lengthwise in front of
her. Crescent Rose danced in Ruby's hands, the weapon itself having
undergone several changes along with its wielder. The shafter and
blade were both lengthened to match up with Ruby's reach and height.
Though it had previously towered over the young girl when she wielded
it, the size of the scythe now was such that Weiss doubted whether
most lesser huntsmen could even lift it, much less wield it. Still,
it didn't prevent the reaper from carving through the Grimm at a
Beowolf, Ursa, Death Stalker. It didn't matter to the grim reaper's
blade as it tore through all of them, cold metal meeting bone and
flesh that just as quickly yielded to the deadly weapon. Already
there were much fewer Grimm in the area, a testament to Ruby's skill
and efficiency. Ending just as suddenly as it had begun, the
engagement hadn't managed to last more than a few minutes at most.
The sound of Crescent Rose being sheathed signaling the end of the
Now came the hard part .
"Ruby." Weiss spoke as if drunk, her voice sounding alien even to
"Third times the charm?" Bewildered blue eyes met silver as even
Weiss' apprehension was given pause at the remark.
"Third time you've called my name today Princess." Ruby chuckled a
bit at the look that she had rarely seen even two years ago.
"That- That doesn't mattera€ i " Struggling to come up with something
intelligent, the white-haired woman opted for a question instead.
"Where have you been Ruby?"
"Oh, you know, here and there." The answer was purposely vague, Weiss
could tell as much by the smile on Ruby's face.
Relieved that she could at least find _something _familiar about
Ruby, Weiss replied in kind. "Oh? And where would that be?" A single
eyebrow raised, the CEO gave no room for more roundabout
"Everywhere!" Of course, the look that had many lesser businessmen
cowering had no effect on Ruby. "Seriously though, I've been around
everywhere. Vacuo, Mistral, Atlas, you name it."
Shaking her head, Weiss accepted that she would probably never get a
proper answer to the question, at least, not to the extent that she
wished it to be. At least Ruby was behaving like herself, something
that Weiss was confused, but more importantly, relieved by.
"Whatever, that's not important right now. What is important is that
you come back Ruby."
The smile stayed on her face. "Why is that? I don't think anybody is
in mortal danger right? Last I heard, the White Fang was still
defunct . "
"Because-" Weiss hesitated. _She_ wanted Ruby to come home. What
reason did Ruby have to come back? Because the crimsonette missed the
rest of her friends as well?
"I'm perfectly fine out here Weiss. I knew that Uncle Qrow telling
you guys wouldn't have done it, but now that you see me all in one
piece, it's fine right?" That smile was still there.
"You- How can you be so calm about this? Ignoring the pain in her
side, Weiss shuffled her way towards Ruby, her fury that had been
slowly building starting to show through.
"You've been gone for two years Ruby." She stomped a foot into the
ground. "Two _years_. We didn't know what happened to you. You didn't
communicate with anyone!"
"Wella€|" Rubbing a hand on the back of her head, a sheepish _smile
_made it's way onto Ruby's face. "I didn't have much time you know?"
It was a weak excuse, not nearly enough to satisfy Weiss' need for an
"That's not good enough you damn dunce!" Politeness and dignity
forgotten, Weiss grabbed Ruby's shoulder, shaking slightly. "We were
all worried about you! The least you could do is take some
As if stunned by the sudden outburst. Ruby's facial expression didn't
change. "Hey, if that's what this is about I can call you guys from
now on." Though Weiss didn't see it. Ruby bit down on the inside of
A low growl was the reply. "No Ruby Rose. I am not leaving unless
you're coming with me. Blake, Yang, and I all made a promise to bring
you back if we ever found you."
Weiss didn't pay much attention to the words that she spoke, anger
and stubbornness clouding her judgement.
The same could not be said for Ruby.
"Promise." With one word, the rush of memories came back to Weiss,
regret and apprehension, among other things, filled her. It had been
just one word, but for the two women, it may as well have been
"So you _promised _them right Weiss? Just like you promised me." The
dam had been broken.
"No Ruby wait. I'm sorr-"
"_No _Weiss." Ruby spat out the words through gritted teeth. "You're
not sorry. You can't _be _sorry, because you don't even know what you
Weiss was suddenly very pale, even more than usual.
"_You_ broke your promise to _me_ Weiss, so why should I believe that
anything you say is any better? ! " The cheerful silvers from before
had become a hard steel, a cold glint radiating enmity showing
"I _trusted _you . " A deafening bang as Cresent Rose once again made
itself known, slamming into the tough rock beneath their feet. "And
you showed me exactly how much that meant to you back then." That
goddamn smile was _still there, _the same smile that Ruby had worn
since the two had seen one another.
How could Weiss have believed that the smile that Ruby Rose wore on
her face was real?
When the former had relentlessly crushed the other's heart those two
short years ago.
"I never forgot Weiss." As the woman met those cold grey eyes, she
couldn't help but feel a horrible sense of wrongness. "Just.
Go . "
The burst of white-hot emotion that had come forth like an inferno to
burn Weiss was now retracted. Ruby's weapon doing similarly with a
cold efficiency as its wielder turned away and began to walk.
It wasn't right.
It wasn't right for those grey orbs to contain anything but
happiness. For them to look so hurt, so
"Rubya€ | "
"I'm sorry . "
"Weiss. This is the last time. Just go."
And for a moment. Ruby thought that her former partner _had __left.
She threw the ever familiar red hood on, the silence surely
signifying a lack of presence.
"Please Ruby." The mentioned female froze. In their relationship of
six years. Ruby had never heard Weiss Schnee of all people,
Once she turned around, she wished that she hadn't. Slick tears were
running down Weiss' face, the drops twinkling in the fading light of
The sight made something stir in Ruby's mind. The scene of a girl in
a red hood, desperately begging for a white-haired beauty to
"_Noa€ | Weiss pleasea€ i " The words were distorted. Ruby's voice
choked by her tears that were now streaming down her face. "Please
Weissa€| come back."_
Ruby hit her lip until it bled. Why did she remember now?
"I'm so s-sorry Rubya€ | " A small hiccup interrupted Weiss' apology,
sobs wracking her small frame. "I never wanted to-" She paused,
realizing what she was about to say.
"To hurt you like thata€ | " Yes. She had hurt Ruby. Hurt the most
important person in her life. The one who had dragged her from a life
of solitude and deception with little more than her bright smile, one
that she could now only hope of ever seeing again.
Weiss was thoroughly crushed, having never realized the power that
her actions had held. She had been all but ready to throw herself off
of a cliff to apologize to Ruby. Never had she thought about if her
precious partner would actually accept.
she thought about the pain she had truly caused.
Why? Because her _best teammate _had left her. For what? A petty
Ruby could feel the tension in the air. She knew that her next words
would decide how she would spend the rest of her life. Either alone,
or with her friendsa€ i her family.
And yet, it was so much easier to stay away. These past two years had
been numb, but they had never been as painful. Never as painful as
that fateful night.
And so, she spoke.
"I can't Weiss." Her body moved forward as the words spilled out of
her mouth, a faint wetness on her cheeks making itself known. "I'm
scared to be hurt. To be cold."
And yet, the warmth of the woman in her arms was undeniable.
Weiss heard the words, felt her heart sink at the deniala€ i before
finding comfort in the arms that now embraced her shoulders; she
"Then come _home_ Ruby." The words were slow, hesitant, like a child
afraid of making a mistake. "I won't leave again, I-"
Her mind froze. It was just one word. One word that had caused them
so much anguish that she dared not to speak it.
"Promise?" It wasn't Weiss that spoke. It was Ruby that whispered
into her ear. The grip only became tighter.
Moments of silence followed before it was finally broken. "Yeaha€|"
Her grip tightened, as if afraid Ruby would run away.
"Promise . "
Their faces flushed, and tears running freely, two women embraced one
another among a field littered with the ebony corpses of
It would be several minutes before either woman was up to even
moving, their soft sniffles echoing like a drum in the empty
mountains around them.
"Rubya€ ! ? "
"I'm sor-" A finger held up to her face stopped the woman from
finishing her sentence.
"Don't say anymore Weiss. I'll forgive you." Ruby's voice was flat,
as if her forgiveness had been a forgone conclusion.
'_I haven't done anything to deserve someone like her in my life.'_
Weiss thought to herself. Never had she berated herself for the first
impressions that she had of Ruby more. Unlucky? Being put on a team
with the absolutely impossible girl in front of her had to be one of
the most fortunate occurrences of her life!
"Then let me say this instead." With the two finally letting go of
their embrace, Weiss pushed Ruby's finger down. "Thank you
Ruby . "
"Hey don't mention it, what are partners for?" This time, a real
smile made it's way to Ruby's face; the large silver eyes once again
filling with joy.
It was quite a while before Weiss would stop crying again, unable to
believe that she deserved any of this.
f ile .